I volunteer in our church on Sunday evenings during the high school service. We get to watch and play with the small group leaders adorable children while they mentor our less adorable teenagers. One Sunday I was assigned the infant room. Since the babies weren’t mobile, we generally kept the door open. I looked up to see one the little angels had learned to crawl, and had headed straight for the open door. I beat him to the punch and closed the gate/half door before he got there.
The other moms and I had a little chuckle about how we would love to be able to keep our teens safe so easily. While we all lock our doors and windows in our homes, there seems to be distractions coming in anyway. They slip in through the television, the computer, and , the phones! It is like being swarmed by a hive of bees. When I isolate one distraction and eliminate it, there seem to be 5 more swarming around my head.
Loving on those little people at church reminds of a simpler time in my family. Don’t get me wrong, I wouldn’t go back. You see, if I started all over again now, I’d know what was in front of me!